"A bit help here Rose," he demanded.

"No I am not going to draw the whole thing for you," I said back without looking up.

"How do you know I am asking you to draw the whole thing, you are not even looking," he whined.

"I know because Ethan you have been throwing those tiny paper balls at me the whole time," I said concentrating on my portrait of little Ethan which I was making from an old photograph.

"Rose come on you know I will never be able to draw anything worthy for the project. And you promised me help."

"No, I said maybe I will help you if you took me to Starbucks. You never even got near the shop, you got distracted by that arcade and just pulled a one-eighty on me, I didn't even notice you were gone till I was inside the shop."

"Is that what this is about. Come on you know I can't give in stick figures for this project."

I woke up with a start. And looked around my surroundings. It was pitch black.

Weird

I never slept without my night lights off. I stretched my hand to my bedside table but there was no table here.

Why the fuck does my pillow seem so soft.

What the actual fuck.

I stretched my hand to the other side in hopes of finding some light or something.
I yelped back when my hand touched something alive. It was breathing. I took the first thing my hand touched and started hitting whatever that was with it repeatedly. The thing groaned.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Ash's voice questioned.

What the hell.

Then the pillow which I had used for my hitting purposes was yanked out of my hand and two hands took hold of my shoulders and pinned me down on the bed.

My eyes had started to adjust a little and I could see his eyes in the darkness. He was completely holding me down with his weight.

"Why are you trying to use a pillow to send me to my early death?" he questioned.

"What the hell are you doing in my house?" I questioned ignoring his question.

"Hmm, interesting! So this is your house now, huh."

"What are you talking about?"

He was suddenly off of me. And a second later the room flooded with light. Ash stood there near the switch, wearing nothing but sweatpants.

'Surprise surprise slowpoke, not your room.'

Dunkers mocked me.

I gasped audibly as the last events came back to me before I had passed out in Ness' closet.

"Ooo so the princess remembers what happened." he crossed the room and climbed the bed just from my front and soon was over me, his arms trapping me in the middle as he looked down at me.

He would have basically been on top of me if he wasn't supporting all his weight on his arms, strong arms that were closing any possible escape roots.

"What time is it?" I asked looking away from his intense green eyes.

"About 12:50 in the morning."

I gasped again and abruptly tried sitting up but our foreheads collided and I fell back on the bed and this time Ash really was on top of me.

He quickly moved to the other side of the bed.

"You really are crazy!" he exclaimed rubbing his forehead.

Hey in my defense I was still groggy from sleep.

"My mom!" I cried looking at myself for the first time. I was still in those jeans and top Ness had put me in.

And this was really uncomfortable.

"Jeez relax woman. Diya and Violet told your mom you guys were having a sleepover," he explained rolling his eyes.

"You have been out all day, how do you feel?" he asked slowly.

"Water!" I croaked.

He rolled his eyes again and went to the counter with a big jug on it and filled a glass with water and handed it to me and flopped back on the bed looking at me.

I gulped it down in a go and started getting out of bed.

He took my wrist and pulled me back on the bed.

"Where the fuck do you think you are going?" his tone annoyed.

"To Diya's house," I said back in a simple voice.

"Is this your dumb hour of the night or something?" he asked sitting up and crossing his long legs under him.

Rude.

"Okay, kitty explain this to me how are you going to explain Mr. And Mrs. Kapoor that you want entry in their home at one in the morning?" 

Okay, so dude had a point. I rolled my eyes nonetheless.

I started getting up again and again was pulled back.

"This really is your dumb hour. You should have at least warned me," he said irritated.

"You. Can't. Go. To. Someones. House. Inthemiddleofthenight," you figure out what sort of tone was that.

"Jeez dummy I am going to the bathroom." with that I half ran to the bathroom.

I stood there in front of the mirror, my reflection looking back. I looked till my own reflection started to freak me out. I splashed cold water on my face and arms, hoping I would wake up from this nightmare.

I went back out.

"Do you have something more comfortable I can wear?" I asked him.

"You can always just strip down." he shrugged while smirking.

"Shut up!" I said flustered and probably flushed.

'WoW and comeback of the year goes to.....Rose Stupid Wilder'

Dunkers please not fucking now.

He crossed the room took hold of my shoulders and pushed me in a closet which was a hell lot different from Ness'

"All yours," he said.

One side of the room had nothing but dark clothes on it and the other was more colorful than you could imagine.

"Aww, you color-code your wardrobe. I always knew you were a little girl on the inside."

I could practically hear him rolling his eyes.

We stood there for a sec then I turned to face him.

"You leaving or staying for the show," I said.

He looked deep in thought.

"I will stay for the show, thanks for asking." He said and I threw a shoe at him.

What that was nearest to me.

He chuckled and left.

I found a simple black t-shirt. It was long enough to almost reach my knees. I went back out and he was lying face down on the pillow in the middle of the bed.

Wow, those muscles in the back. This dude was hotter than it should be allowed.

'You took your time to figure it out.' Dunkers supplied helpfully.

I went and stood at the side of the bed.

"Umm, where can I sleep?" I asked unsurely, there wasn't even a couch in this room.

"Where you were sleeping earlier." his voice muffled by the pillow.

"Would you mind and move a bit."

"No, I won't."

"Yes, you will.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Oh for God's sake," he said and took hold of my wrist and pulled me down on the bed with him.

He pulled me in his arms and whispered, "Just sleep, Rosa."

And I felt safe.

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Next update: 11 November 2019